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Saturday, October 27, 2007

Exclusive.

Monday,
Blues blues blues.
Recently, sayang’s been promoted to the manager of Manchester United in FIFA 06. And he needs a trainer to train his player’s shooting and dribbling skills. Without hesitation, he hired me with my experience in shooting in FIFA 06. To train the shooting, we do the wall attack and for the dribbling, we do the soccer DDR. The only 2 players I’ve trained so far are Darren Fletcher, No. 24 and Park Ji Song, No. 13.

Northpoint-ed with sayang.


Tuesday,
Remember the summon incident? Well, the same rider, parking at the same lot received another summon. Once again, without his notice, we took it. So I suppose the accumulated delayed payment sums up to $56 in total.

Northpoint-ed with sayang.
My crave for cup noodles is here. So sayang bought me 3 cup noodles, namely, Lor Mee, Seafood Curry and Laksa. I had a hard time choosing at the instant noodle section. Cup noodles are for lazy people like me who refuse to do cooking for myself. But you’ll never see me preparing cup noodles for sayang, everytime we meal at sayang’s house, I’ll cook the packet instant noodle then he’ll be the one pouring them onto the plate because the pot is heavy.

Wednesday,
Burger King-ed with sayang.
I’ve been complaining about my growing hair to sayang, it’s more or less becoming my helmet. Neither do I have time to style them.
Everyday, sayang would call my office to pretend as a customer. Luckily, I have caller ID so I just pretend to play along with the act. Sometimes, he’s a client complaining, sometimes a company complaining about me and at other times, McLovin from superbad.
Manage to grab a copy of today’s Today. Read a review about this movie, Pleasure Factory. Scene set at Geylang with real prostitutes in the movie, showing the insights of Geylang that we never get to see. In fact, I think it’s the first time that Singapore launches a movie that allows full view of a naked man. There would be scenes of masturbating and not forgetting pleasure sex moments between the prostitute and their customers. Sad to say, it’s rated R21. I’m sure someone will load it online not long after. All I want is to see the insights of Geylang, I’m always curious about the red light district. Who knows, we might see some familiar faces?
My snakeskin flippers from charles & keith has the soles giving way. Sayang brought super duper glue and helped glue them together. I just sat on the bench and waited for my cobbler to finish his job. The soles were rather uneven but I appreciated him for his “sacrifice” to use his bear hands to touch the dirtied soles. That’s because we’re both clean freaks. However, this only applies to his personal hygiene, not to his room.

Thursday,
Ever heard of executive pants, you know that kind that people wear to office? Well, it was also a trend not very long ago that the same material and design was used on shorts that goes as long as knee length. I’m sure you should know what I’m talking about. Apparently, my supervisor is one hella young hag that has never heard of such things, maybe she hasn’t even seen it before. She was laughing off at the “executive shorts” and commented, “Got such things meh?” Why I call her young hag, because she’s not that old, perhaps late 20s to early 30s. I came to work wearing a pair of white executive shorts that ends just at my knee, which she only noticed like near the end of the day. I was truly insulted for the fact that she put me in an I-can’t-talk-back-even-though-I’m-not-wrong situation. If I can wear knee length skirt, why can’t I wear similar shorts instead, not like it’s of jeans material and that it isn’t formal. Alright, even if it’s not proper dress code, you don’t have to laugh mockingly at something which you have not been exposed to. And so, this incident made me teared, no it’s not tears of sadness, its tears of being wronged and humiliation. But of course, I had to put a strong front but weaken myself in the toilet. It was fine actually, but when sayang called, he sensed unhappiness in me, I had to pour it all out.
Nuff said about that young hag.
Sayang really cheered me up after work, you know, like making funny noises and faces just to squeeze the smile out of me. I really appreciate that, I do. Well, he even asked for the young hag’s number to get back my pride. Of course I didn’t give.
Firstly, she’s gonna grade me for my attachment.
Secondly, I still have to go back to work the next day to face her.
So wouldn’t it be an embarrassing situation? See, I could’ve done it if it wasn’t an attachment. I’ll look up for pictures of that executive shorts and flood her mail and follow by a call from my lawyer (sayang) to stand up for me. Sayang’s good at it, that’s why I always call him my lawyer, he can argue from right to wrong then wrong to right. If he had made that call, I guess I wouldn’t be going back to work the next day. Never mind, it’s just 10 more days of enduring before attachment ends.
Movie after dinner, Unrest.
Bout medical students cutting up cadavers in the hospital. According to what I read from reviews, some cadavers are actually real ones. I would give it 3 outta 5 popcorns, for the fact that the movie quality was kinda pixel-ed, you can really see the dots on the screen, sayang says it’s a B graded flick. What fascinates me were the dissection part, I can really see what’s inside of a human body.
Before movie, sayang bought a mini police cuff. We tried cuffing our fingers and held hands together, him cuffing my finger from behind and follow by a series of tickle. Oh, it’s just the fun.

Friday,
Here we are, at the last day of the week, coming up next, weekends!
However, sayang has to work tomorrow for stock take. Never mind, I’m still gonna go to IMM to wait for him to knock off.
I’m happy, the young hag and the guy beside me is absent from work. I’m like a free bird, without worries of these 2 people watching me work. Well, that guy’s been absent for 2 ½ days since. Heard from my gossip colleague, Lisa, that he actually has an illness. What is it, I’m not sure because it’s P & C. I was asking, is it mentally ill or physically ill, then we laughed like some evil kpos. He’s just one weird guy who breathes rather heavily and it irritates me.
Morning, my colleagues asked if I were to be interested to extend my stay in Maybank. But this time, as a staff of the bank, not on attachment terms. My only concern was only the salary. Update about this again because the status is yet to be known. And they told me to keep it to myself which also means, keep it from the guy beside me.
The 40 month anniversary, Northpoint-ed with sayang.
More or less, the people of Northpoint recognizes us. Though it’s the same place everyday, it’s nevertheless a different feeling altogether with sayang. At least, I’m satisfied that we’re together as one.

Today,
Went to fetch sayang from work, walked around IMM.
We had e-Donuts and my shilin chicken.
Waited quite sometime befoe the shuttle bus came to bring us to Jurong East MRT which is like 5 mins walk from the place. Sayang was tired and lazy for the early rise and for some reason, i felt the same. Even though the bus journey was short, we immediately slumped on each other shoulder's and doze off.
Back to yishun to catch a movie, Rendition.
It's a true story but the movie was edited a lil different from the real story because it's a US government matter. So here it goes, this guy names El-Khalid Rahimi Anwar, if i didn't get it wrong, was arrested for suspect bombing threats or rather suspect terrorist. However, the person they caught happen to be someone who's named exactly the same but in fact wasn't who they wanted actually. So the climax was the torture he received. At the end, he was released.
But the true story is not like the ending, now the person who got caught mistakenly is left abandon in a place and the US government refused to apologize to his family. The courtcase was unsuccessful as they see it as a mistake and was not submissable as a courtcase. How fair is that and i truly sympathize with that guy. So this director of the movie hope that from this movie, the US government would do something about the matter.

I give it 3 outta 5 popcorns.

Sayang smuggled 10 small packets of crackers in his pants, which made him look like some fatman. This is the rubber band sweet i'm talking about.

Well, that’s a rather sweet week with this sweetie.

Til then,
I’m still Loving my hubby.